I would like to issue an apology

for the steady stream of angstiness that this blogger has been spewing forth.

And I mean that in the classical sense.  Angst!  Not moody teen with a bad haircut angst, but… like, Rilkean angst.  Angst in the sense it was loaned to English with.  Check the etymology.

So, once again, I’m sorry.

28 March, 2008. hospitals, incompetence, this matters only to me.

One Comment

  1. Pip replied:

    There are no apologies needed. As your friends, the people who love you, we want you to tell us when things are good, sure. And when they’re bad. Especially when they’re bad. As long as it helps you, in the slightest sense, please. Feel free to ‘angst’. It’s not whining. It’s pain. And pain can be easier to bear when someone else knows about it.

    *hugs tightly* I love you, Leah. I dunno if it helps, if it does anything, but I send my best wishes, hopes, and love.

    29 March, 2008 at 12:38 pm. Permalink.

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